The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

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“When we spoke this morning you told us that both of you

wanted a more natural crib for your pup. Unlike the modern styles you find at the baby store. So we hope you guys like our idea and will accept our gift.” Rodrick states, making it clear this was his idea.

I was beginning to suspect what was wrapped up in old blankets. I just wasn’t sure how they managed to find the perfect crib when we didn’t. All I knew was that it was most likely why Rodrick seemed in such a rush after our second meeting of the day.

“First off, Mom and Dad, I’m so thankful you went out of your way to help us. But I have to say I am a little curious about what it is you brought us.” It was Griffin who answered his parents. He voiced my thoughts as well as his own. Because I too was very curious about what kind of crib they brought into our living room. I just hoped I or better yet we would love it. Because I would feel awful rejecting a kind offer from my in–laws.

“Well then unwrap it, that is what you do with gifts right?” Before Griffin and I could stand up to walk over to the gift. Isabella added “Preferably together” So we did, we walked over to what we both knew was the crib together, we just didn’t know what kind of crib it was and how they got it. I still didn’t when we removed all the blankets, it was an older style crib, but it still looked brand new there was not a scratch on it.

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“Mom, Dad, are you sure?” Griffin mumbled something about this crib had made him feel emotional. I could only imagine him. reacting like this because it was a family heirloom of sorts. But again the state this crib was in seemed to contradict that idea.

“Well when you outgrew the crib, your father and I had it restored. There were some dents and scratches in the wood. But you know, we never got to fulfill our wish of putting a second baby to sleep in that crib. We’re not sad about that anymore, not when we look at what we do have. But feel free, to be honest, if that’s not ooomphhf” I knocked the air out of Isabella’s lungs with how had I hugged her. Or maybe it was because it was so suddenly, as she was still explaining why they had gifted us Griffin’s old crib.

I

his voice. Rodrick smiled at me, winking

wanted a hug, like his mate had gotten. It was all in good fun, and we spent the rest of the night chatting about our future and our plans

trust the two of you. And the judgment you made” Rodrick told us,

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still baffled some days by how I went from never wanting to find a second chance at love. Comforting myself with the fact I would at least get to stay close to my parents. To finding a second chance mate, and a second family. That night. when I got into bed I felt a little lighter. The night

Cynthia would not come to the pack meeting. She hadn’t ever since we banned her from the castle for two weeks a little while back. Or if she did, that she would not comment on the pregnancy news. If she did not make a scene during this meeting. Griffin might finally be fully convinced we were no longer in

shirt would rise up revealing the fact I was wearing pregnancy clothes. Now with this meeting, it was the first time I felt comfortable wearing it to a pack meeting. By the end of the night,

Griff hugged me from behind, inhaling my scent. He was the one asking me if I was ready. I knew that question by

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if I was ready to go. He was asking if I was emotionally prepared. I used to need questions

he was the one who required the reassurance. I turned to face him, not wanting to let on I knew how much he needed me. Because honestly, I did not get it. I was more than sure he was happy with the fact that I was pregnant. Not only had he told me more than once. He showed it to me with everything he did. So it made no sense he seemed hesitant to tell the rest of the pack about it.

was the one to suggest that we would ask one of the kids in the pack if he would make a wall painting. I know the kid, but I hadn’t seen much of his art. According to Griffin, he was more than talented. We wanted a mural with

me and tell me what’s on his mind. He doesn’t he just gives me a fake smile, lying to me that he is excited to tell the pack that we are